Young souls, in such pleasant delirium as hers, are as unsympathetic as butterflies sipping nectar.
His body was as straight as Circe's wand; Jove might have sipped out nectar from his hand.
Live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind. For they lie beside their nectar, and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world.
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